Chapter 1: Introduction
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"Will, I think my new first mate may be-" Jack Sparrow whispered to Will, glancing over his shoulder at the girl at the next table over, who was showing the rest of crew how to play "Cats Cradle" with a bootlace, "- missing a few pieces. Savvy?"
Will laughed and responded quickly. "I don't think you have the right to say that."
"What're you talking about?" Jack asked quite seriously, taking another swig of rum. "I'm as sane as the next pirate."
"You're the only pirate, Jack. You and your crew. Remember?"
Jack remembered. All the Caribbean pirates had been captured, retired or died in the past years, and his crew were the only ones left. They had had a few close calls of their own, or course, and if it weren't for the speed of the Black Pearl, they probably would've been hanged a long time ago. Sure, there were probably a few others in the rest of the world, but they were out there, and he was still here, in the Caribbean.
"Yes, yes, no need for reminders, mate. But back to the main issue- my insane first mate. Where did you get her, Will? Not that I don't appreciate it, she has shown amazing skills as first mate and navigator, and she's good company for Anamarie, but why would you give her to me?"
"Jack, she's the finest in Port Royale! Well, she's not originally from Port Royale, but still! Elizabeth insisted on hiring her into your crew, so it wasn't my idea anyway." Will lowered his voice and leaned forward, clutching his cup of rum in his hand. "Apparently, she has a bit of a 'criminal' record, but she's always wanted to be a pirate, and she's a friend of Elizabeth's from way back or something."
Jack pondered this, drinking from and emptying his glass. He leaned forward too, and said: "What kind of 'criminal' record?"
Will sat back a little, looking towards the crew where it seemed one of them had just told a rather hilarious joke. "Oh, you know, theft, attempted murder-"
"Is that all?" Jack laughed.
"-indecent exposure." Will finished, returning his gaze to Jack to watch his reaction. Jack sat back all the way in his chair, staring at Will, then burst out laughing and slammed his glass down on the table.
"She's welcome to my crew, then! As long as she doesn't 'attempt' to murder us in our sleep, of course."
"Silly Jack, I'd kill you while you're awake!" Will and Jack looked up to see Jiss, the insane first mate, standing there holding two cups brimming with rum and grinning.
Jiss had an outfit different from most pirates, and she dressed more like a male than a female. She had a bandana exactly like Jack's wrapped around her head, and a string of beads hung from beneath it. The rest of her hair was short and blond, with streaks of black that Jiss insisted were natural. It stuck out backwards, which made it look like she had just crawled out of bed. A necklace graced her neck, black string with a dragon-shaped pendant hanging from it.
She had no shirt, but instead her upper torso was wrapped in white bandages and a blue vest was hanging loosely from her shoulders, buttoned only once in the middle to hold it on. She had ragged pants that was torn around the knees and tied with a frayed rope. Her boots, like her bandana, mimicked Jack's.
But the oddest part was her sword. The handle was made of solid gold, and an emerald was inlaid at the end. The blade was long and curved, ending in a sharp point. It was larger than any sword Jack had ever seen, but he had never seen her use it, although she did talk to it on occasion.
Will laughed and motioned for Jiss to join them, which she did without hesitation. She slid them each a new glass and moved the empties aside. "So gents, talking about me were you? Good things I hope."
"Of course Jiss! Nothing but good. Aren't you going to have any?" Will responded, raising his glass.
"Don't touch the stuff." Jiss stated. She was busy trying to get Jack's empty glass to balance atop Will's, but they fell and Jack's hit the floor. "Nobody move! I'll get it!" She jumped under the table and popped up on the other side, holding the empty glass, which now had a bit of a crack. Jiss looked at the crack, and slammed it down on the table causing the crack to lengthen, but the glass held. "Yep, still good." Jiss laughed. "But I wouldn't try to drink out of it anymore."
"Then it can't be very good, can it?" Jack pointed out.
"Good point!" Jiss picked up the glass again and rammed it against the edge of the table and shattered the glass.
"I didn't mean break it, love! What's in that head of yours?!" Jack yelled, sweeping the broken glass off the table. Will picked a shard of it out of his glass, and pushed the still full cup away, afraid to drink.
"My bad, then." Jiss smiled, picking up the shard from Will's drink and using it to carve what appeared to be her initials into the wooden table.
A few people at the other tables had turned to stare, but the crew themselves had ignored the noise. Jiss rolled her eyes into the back of her head and bared her teeth at those who were staring, to which they shook their heads and turned away. Will laughed at Jiss and Jack merely took another swig of rum, not wanting to draw attention.
Jack's mind began to wander as Jiss tried to teach Will a little song that seemed better suited for children. It strayed to the Black Pearl and it's captain and crew, it's adventures and close calls with authority. Why were they here in Port Daniel again? The rum had clouded his mind. Ah yes, here to pillage and plunder, as always. Tomorrow they were going to board the ship (which was hidden in a cave way down the shoreline, so no one could find it) and attack the Port, but unlike the previous crew of the Black Pearl, they tried not to kill and merely to threaten.
"Jack? Jack! Wake up!" Jiss's voice broke his thoughts. "Yoo hoo, Jacky! Everyone's leaving! C'mon!" She looped her arm through Jack's and pulled him from his chair with strength he wasn't aware she had. Dots of black clouded his vision from the quick rising, and he stumbled backwards, pulling Jiss with him.
"Jaaaack!" She whined, pulling on him again. "You better not pass out! Will! Come help!" But Will had already left, as had the crew. "Goddammit Jack! Get up!" His arm slipped from hers and he fell to the floor. "I'm fine, love. Get away, I can do this myself." He hoisted himself up onto his feet using a chair and stumbled forward, but Jiss caught him.
"C'mon, let's get back to the ship. Anamarie will think we ran off together or somethin'." She pulled him out the door and down to the shore, where the sun had set and darkness impaired their vision. Jack climbed into the rowboat that would take them to the Black Pearl and Jiss got in beside him, but Jack refused to help paddle.
"I'm the captain, an' I've got a headache. If I don't want to row, I won't. Savvy?" He leaned back and stretched out his legs, pulling his hat over his eyes. Jiss growled.
"Pardon me, captain, but if you don't help your goin' overboard." She threatened. Jack would have none of that. He pushed his hat back up and leaned toward Jiss. "Again, I am captain, you are merely first mate. So start rowing."
"What if I don't want to? What are you gonna do about it?" Jiss sneered.
He stood up and yelled at her. "Then YOU will go overboard!"
"I don't think so!" Jiss yelled, swinging a paddle around and hitting Jack in the side of his knee. He fell sideways into the water and went under. She sat there for a bit, waiting for him to come back up and demote her to cabin girl or something, but he didn't come back up.
Jiss sighed and leaned over the edge of the rowboat. "Jack? Jack? Stop screwing around! We've got to get going!"
Suddenly something shot out of the water and grabbed her hand, pulling her into the water. A second later, Jack Sparrow climbed into the rowboat, laughing.
"Back in the boat love, or I'm going to the Black Pearl without you!" He called to the darkness.
Jiss, with her hair plastered to her head and her bandana around her neck, surfaced. She scowled, and climbed into the boat. "Bastard." She mumbled, shivering.
"Get over it, love. I'm Jack Sparrow! Did you really expect to win our little feud?" He laughed, removing his jacket and tossing it to her. She looked down at her boots and the puddle forming as she wrapped the jacket around her. It was just as wet as she was, but it was better than nothing.
Jack took it upon himself to row, and they made it to the ship in good time. They scaled the rope ladder that had been left out for them to find the entire crew, with the exception of Anamarie, had gone to bed. Anamarie quickly brought a blanket for Jiss.
"Jack! She'll catch her death in this cold! You can't go throwing young girls out of boats! What's wrong with you? Your supposed to be the captain! A mature adult! Come, Jiss, let's get you some dry clothes." Anamarie scolded Jack, then took Jiss down below deck to get some clothes, leaving him standing there, soaking wet, and now officially angry.
"Who does she think she is, telling me off like that!? I'm the captain! I run this ship!" Jack spoke to the dark, which was increased in the presence of the Black Pearl. He stomped off to the captain's quarters, fuming. Slamming the door behind him, Jack got out some clothes to sleep in and hung the wet ones to dry. "That- that CHILD is lucky I don't lock her in the brig for nearly breaking my knee! Let alone knocking me overboard!" He flopped down on the bed and sighed, then rolled over and slept, waiting for morning and the inevitable hangover.
~*~ If anyone who reads my other fanfic decides to tell me to get working on it, I will quit it entirely. Really, I will. I'm starting to hate working on it. Luckily, I've got this to calm me down, my own little piece of PotC, the best movie of all time. And yes, I know there are lots of holes in this chapter, they will be filled in eventually, please don't get on my case about it, I am very tired.
"Will, I think my new first mate may be-" Jack Sparrow whispered to Will, glancing over his shoulder at the girl at the next table over, who was showing the rest of crew how to play "Cats Cradle" with a bootlace, "- missing a few pieces. Savvy?"
Will laughed and responded quickly. "I don't think you have the right to say that."
"What're you talking about?" Jack asked quite seriously, taking another swig of rum. "I'm as sane as the next pirate."
"You're the only pirate, Jack. You and your crew. Remember?"
Jack remembered. All the Caribbean pirates had been captured, retired or died in the past years, and his crew were the only ones left. They had had a few close calls of their own, or course, and if it weren't for the speed of the Black Pearl, they probably would've been hanged a long time ago. Sure, there were probably a few others in the rest of the world, but they were out there, and he was still here, in the Caribbean.
"Yes, yes, no need for reminders, mate. But back to the main issue- my insane first mate. Where did you get her, Will? Not that I don't appreciate it, she has shown amazing skills as first mate and navigator, and she's good company for Anamarie, but why would you give her to me?"
"Jack, she's the finest in Port Royale! Well, she's not originally from Port Royale, but still! Elizabeth insisted on hiring her into your crew, so it wasn't my idea anyway." Will lowered his voice and leaned forward, clutching his cup of rum in his hand. "Apparently, she has a bit of a 'criminal' record, but she's always wanted to be a pirate, and she's a friend of Elizabeth's from way back or something."
Jack pondered this, drinking from and emptying his glass. He leaned forward too, and said: "What kind of 'criminal' record?"
Will sat back a little, looking towards the crew where it seemed one of them had just told a rather hilarious joke. "Oh, you know, theft, attempted murder-"
"Is that all?" Jack laughed.
"-indecent exposure." Will finished, returning his gaze to Jack to watch his reaction. Jack sat back all the way in his chair, staring at Will, then burst out laughing and slammed his glass down on the table.
"She's welcome to my crew, then! As long as she doesn't 'attempt' to murder us in our sleep, of course."
"Silly Jack, I'd kill you while you're awake!" Will and Jack looked up to see Jiss, the insane first mate, standing there holding two cups brimming with rum and grinning.
Jiss had an outfit different from most pirates, and she dressed more like a male than a female. She had a bandana exactly like Jack's wrapped around her head, and a string of beads hung from beneath it. The rest of her hair was short and blond, with streaks of black that Jiss insisted were natural. It stuck out backwards, which made it look like she had just crawled out of bed. A necklace graced her neck, black string with a dragon-shaped pendant hanging from it.
She had no shirt, but instead her upper torso was wrapped in white bandages and a blue vest was hanging loosely from her shoulders, buttoned only once in the middle to hold it on. She had ragged pants that was torn around the knees and tied with a frayed rope. Her boots, like her bandana, mimicked Jack's.
But the oddest part was her sword. The handle was made of solid gold, and an emerald was inlaid at the end. The blade was long and curved, ending in a sharp point. It was larger than any sword Jack had ever seen, but he had never seen her use it, although she did talk to it on occasion.
Will laughed and motioned for Jiss to join them, which she did without hesitation. She slid them each a new glass and moved the empties aside. "So gents, talking about me were you? Good things I hope."
"Of course Jiss! Nothing but good. Aren't you going to have any?" Will responded, raising his glass.
"Don't touch the stuff." Jiss stated. She was busy trying to get Jack's empty glass to balance atop Will's, but they fell and Jack's hit the floor. "Nobody move! I'll get it!" She jumped under the table and popped up on the other side, holding the empty glass, which now had a bit of a crack. Jiss looked at the crack, and slammed it down on the table causing the crack to lengthen, but the glass held. "Yep, still good." Jiss laughed. "But I wouldn't try to drink out of it anymore."
"Then it can't be very good, can it?" Jack pointed out.
"Good point!" Jiss picked up the glass again and rammed it against the edge of the table and shattered the glass.
"I didn't mean break it, love! What's in that head of yours?!" Jack yelled, sweeping the broken glass off the table. Will picked a shard of it out of his glass, and pushed the still full cup away, afraid to drink.
"My bad, then." Jiss smiled, picking up the shard from Will's drink and using it to carve what appeared to be her initials into the wooden table.
A few people at the other tables had turned to stare, but the crew themselves had ignored the noise. Jiss rolled her eyes into the back of her head and bared her teeth at those who were staring, to which they shook their heads and turned away. Will laughed at Jiss and Jack merely took another swig of rum, not wanting to draw attention.
Jack's mind began to wander as Jiss tried to teach Will a little song that seemed better suited for children. It strayed to the Black Pearl and it's captain and crew, it's adventures and close calls with authority. Why were they here in Port Daniel again? The rum had clouded his mind. Ah yes, here to pillage and plunder, as always. Tomorrow they were going to board the ship (which was hidden in a cave way down the shoreline, so no one could find it) and attack the Port, but unlike the previous crew of the Black Pearl, they tried not to kill and merely to threaten.
"Jack? Jack! Wake up!" Jiss's voice broke his thoughts. "Yoo hoo, Jacky! Everyone's leaving! C'mon!" She looped her arm through Jack's and pulled him from his chair with strength he wasn't aware she had. Dots of black clouded his vision from the quick rising, and he stumbled backwards, pulling Jiss with him.
"Jaaaack!" She whined, pulling on him again. "You better not pass out! Will! Come help!" But Will had already left, as had the crew. "Goddammit Jack! Get up!" His arm slipped from hers and he fell to the floor. "I'm fine, love. Get away, I can do this myself." He hoisted himself up onto his feet using a chair and stumbled forward, but Jiss caught him.
"C'mon, let's get back to the ship. Anamarie will think we ran off together or somethin'." She pulled him out the door and down to the shore, where the sun had set and darkness impaired their vision. Jack climbed into the rowboat that would take them to the Black Pearl and Jiss got in beside him, but Jack refused to help paddle.
"I'm the captain, an' I've got a headache. If I don't want to row, I won't. Savvy?" He leaned back and stretched out his legs, pulling his hat over his eyes. Jiss growled.
"Pardon me, captain, but if you don't help your goin' overboard." She threatened. Jack would have none of that. He pushed his hat back up and leaned toward Jiss. "Again, I am captain, you are merely first mate. So start rowing."
"What if I don't want to? What are you gonna do about it?" Jiss sneered.
He stood up and yelled at her. "Then YOU will go overboard!"
"I don't think so!" Jiss yelled, swinging a paddle around and hitting Jack in the side of his knee. He fell sideways into the water and went under. She sat there for a bit, waiting for him to come back up and demote her to cabin girl or something, but he didn't come back up.
Jiss sighed and leaned over the edge of the rowboat. "Jack? Jack? Stop screwing around! We've got to get going!"
Suddenly something shot out of the water and grabbed her hand, pulling her into the water. A second later, Jack Sparrow climbed into the rowboat, laughing.
"Back in the boat love, or I'm going to the Black Pearl without you!" He called to the darkness.
Jiss, with her hair plastered to her head and her bandana around her neck, surfaced. She scowled, and climbed into the boat. "Bastard." She mumbled, shivering.
"Get over it, love. I'm Jack Sparrow! Did you really expect to win our little feud?" He laughed, removing his jacket and tossing it to her. She looked down at her boots and the puddle forming as she wrapped the jacket around her. It was just as wet as she was, but it was better than nothing.
Jack took it upon himself to row, and they made it to the ship in good time. They scaled the rope ladder that had been left out for them to find the entire crew, with the exception of Anamarie, had gone to bed. Anamarie quickly brought a blanket for Jiss.
"Jack! She'll catch her death in this cold! You can't go throwing young girls out of boats! What's wrong with you? Your supposed to be the captain! A mature adult! Come, Jiss, let's get you some dry clothes." Anamarie scolded Jack, then took Jiss down below deck to get some clothes, leaving him standing there, soaking wet, and now officially angry.
"Who does she think she is, telling me off like that!? I'm the captain! I run this ship!" Jack spoke to the dark, which was increased in the presence of the Black Pearl. He stomped off to the captain's quarters, fuming. Slamming the door behind him, Jack got out some clothes to sleep in and hung the wet ones to dry. "That- that CHILD is lucky I don't lock her in the brig for nearly breaking my knee! Let alone knocking me overboard!" He flopped down on the bed and sighed, then rolled over and slept, waiting for morning and the inevitable hangover.
~*~ If anyone who reads my other fanfic decides to tell me to get working on it, I will quit it entirely. Really, I will. I'm starting to hate working on it. Luckily, I've got this to calm me down, my own little piece of PotC, the best movie of all time. And yes, I know there are lots of holes in this chapter, they will be filled in eventually, please don't get on my case about it, I am very tired.